The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This old goat is living and going back! What nonsense are you talking about!

If this guy could kill, how could he be so aggrieved by the mighty Luo Jinyao!

Of course you bastards didn't know just now, I was glanced at by a saint, this is the disciple of the saint!

The disciples and grandchildren who can be taken care of by the saints, if they are really killed, it is estimated that the empress Nuwa will not be able to keep the blood of these monsters, and they will just wait to withdraw from the prehistoric Wubu Continent, and go to the three thousand worlds!

Thinking of this, the fat old man sighed again, and he didn't know what attitude he should take towards Yang Jian, a guy who dared not hit or scold him, and who had to wait for him to find his own fighting skills when he practiced advanced in the future.

The folds on the face of the big Luo Jinyao were full of smiles, and he looked at Yang Jian: "Fellow Daoist... why don't we go down and talk?"

"You and I are already enemies, what are we talking about?" Yang Jian said lightly, also reminding the fat old man to pay attention to each other's positions.

"That's right, that's right, cough," the fat old man straightened his back, "I am the master of Feitian Cave in Shaolin Mountain. What happened today, well, for the time being, if you come to seek revenge in the future, I will definitely accompany you!"

This was also the only bright sentence that the golden squirrel said. After saying it, he swept his sleeves, bowed to the southwest, and flew away with a long sigh.

When Da Luo Jinxian flew away, Yang Jian couldn't bear it anymore.

He quickly arranged a layer of profound energy around his body, suddenly his complexion turned pale, and a breath of blood surged upwards.

puff!

Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately used the mysterious method to instantly refine the blood he spurted out, withdrawing the vitality in it, turning those blood droplets into black and being smashed by the profound energy.

Forcibly resisting the three golden immortals, it is still too reluctant for his current cultivation base of the fifth level and twenty-two profound beads.

He is also stubborn, this mouthful of blood has been stuck in his heart for so long, and he fought fiercely against the Nine-Life Cat Demon, performed seventy-two transformations, and he can still wait for the monsters to retreat without changing his face before spitting out...

Although Yang Jian covered himself with profound energy, so that others could not see him vomiting blood with his spiritual sense, this action could not be hidden from a pair of naked eyes.

"Brother!" Xiao Chan'er shouted anxiously, flew over quickly, and hugged Yang Jian from behind.

Yang Jian smiled wryly, he was ruined by his sister for his painstaking efforts.

Forget it, let it be ruined, Yang Jian raised his hand to dissipate his profound energy, and pulled his sister to his side with his backhand, letting her support him.

"I'm fine," Yang Jian exhaled, and looked down at Tiangou Valley.

It was quiet in front of the Tengu Valley, there was a little sobbing, but there was no crying or begging for mercy.

Even after that big golden demon appeared, the Tiangu clan didn't ask that big Luo golden demon to uphold justice... Because the monster clan is like this, the weak eat the strong, and their Tiangou clan doesn't even have a golden fairy monster, so how can we be fair?

At this time, under the leadership of several gray-haired old men, the hundreds of monster clans of the Tengu clan outside the valley all turned into human forms and knelt down in front of Yang Jian and Yang Xiaochan.

An elder of the Tengu clan shouted: "For the kindness of saving the clan, I, the top and bottom of the Tengu clan, have no words to repay! Please go to the fairy valley to rest, and we will protect it with all our might!"

Yang Jian thought for a while, but still didn't want to have too much involvement with the Yaozu, and said: "You can rectify it yourself, I'm just here to buy a dog."

He buys dogs every word, in fact, he is suspected of insulting the Tengu clan;

But the Tengu Clan sells dogs first—the Nine-Life Cat Demon threatens them, and the Tengu Clan embraces the idea of ​​burning all jade and rocks together. They will be born in the clan within a hundred years, and they still have no form. Moreover, there are "big dogs" with the blood of the Tengu Clan.

It was reasonable for Yang Jian to come to buy a dog, not to mention that he killed the Nine-Life Cat Demon, knocked back all the demons, and was injured because of it.

At this time, the Tiangou clan regarded Yang Jian as a benefactor, and Yang Jian opened his mouth. Although they were a little emotional, they didn't dare to say anything more.

Supported by Yang Xiaochan, Yang Jian sat quietly on the cliff next to Tiangou Valley; Yang Jian took out a handful of spirit stones, opened his mouth and inhaled, the spirit stones were all shattered, and his complexion gradually recovered.

He is so weak, but he has consumed too much before.

Whether it is Faxiang Tiandi, or transforming into Jinpeng, it needs a lot of profound energy to support it, and it needs to be used one after another...

After this fierce fight, Yang Jian gained a lot, and what's even more rare is knowing how powerful he is at this time.

If there is no Jinxian with a heavy treasure, it may be difficult to resist Yang Jian's power.

Lingshi is limited, and Yang Jian can't use it recklessly.

He meditated cross-legged to restore his cultivation, Yang Xiaochan immediately set up a spirit-gathering array for his elder brother, a stream of heaven and earth vitality gathered, Yang Jian's aura steadily recovered, and it seemed that he still had a tendency to break through the original realm.

After the Xuan Gong circulated for a few days, the profound energy in the body was filled again, and the twenty-third mysterious bead was formed on the shoulder quickly...

Yang Jian was also speechless for a while, he didn't expect that the fierce battle would be so helpful to his Xuan Gong.

Of course, the accumulation of five hundred years of penance is also indispensable.

"This Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, why not call it Eighty-Nine Warfare," Yang Jian murmured, "It's so domineering to support yourself by fighting."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Yang Xiaochan shouted softly from the side, with a tired voice.

Yang Jian turned his head to look, but saw that Yang Xiaochan was standing not far behind him, using his own mana to activate the spirit gathering formation, so that the vitality of the world could gather more quickly and fill Yang Jian's needs for cultivation...

Yang Jian's heart warmed up, and he hurriedly said, "I've fully recovered, you should take a rest."

"Hey!" Yang Xiaochan just put away the formation, went to sit beside Yang Jian, and there were a few drops of sweat on her little face, which she gently wiped off with her sleeve.

She closed her eyes and leaned on Yang Jian's arm. Yang Jian didn't stop her, which made her purse her lips, full of complacency.

"Brother, you are amazing..." She said like she was dreaming.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "It's just that Xuangong is supernatural."

"Oh," Yang Xiaochan said with a disappointed face, "I thought I could do something for you, brother, but I didn't expect that when you are facing the enemy, you can only watch from the sidelines and can't help you."

"Silly girl, you have helped me a lot by being able to protect yourself."

Yang Jian smiled wryly and shook his head, if the Da Luo Jin Yao attacked Yang Xiaochan today, he would not have the strength to stop him at all.

It's scary just thinking about it.

In this prehistoric world, meeting a big Luo Jinxian so easily, really...

Yang Jian was facing the south at this time, and he could see the robbery cloud in the south that was a little lower than yesterday, and sighed in his heart, he should seize the opportunity to practice.

During the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, how many of the Daoist sects who participated in the battle were not of Da Luo's cultivation level? I am afraid that there are many quasi-sages.

At that time, everyone will be disciples of saints, and everyone will be a generation of great fortune and great luck!

If I want to get enough benefits in the Conferred Gods, I have to improve my strength quickly, so as not to be the person who died in vain on the Conferred Gods Stage, trapped in the Conferred Gods list for the rest of my life, and be driven by others.

Just as he was in a trance, a touch of gold appeared in Dongtian, the vitality of the whole world seemed to be ignited, and a little fire essence emerged from the sky and the earth.

The golden crow leaves the hibiscus wood, and the day's plan lies in the morning.

Wang! woof!

A few dogs barking suddenly came from Tiangou Valley. Yang Jian looked down and saw a short-haired blood-stained puppy in a collapsed ruin, digging the soil hard, and kept shouting.

"Silence!"

A strong man rushed over from the side, and directly pushed the puppy to the ground, wasn't it the dog demon who sold the dog?

The strong dog demon lowered his voice, and cursed: "What are you shouting, Xiaotian! You have disturbed the senior's practice! I will help you get the spiritual position of your parents!"

"Wang..."

The puppy yelled at the ruins again, and the strong dog demon quickly raised his hand to cover the puppy's mouth, but the puppy bit his hand directly, and his face twisted in pain.

"You bastard! I haven't seen you practice, how can you have such sharp teeth!"

Cold sweat broke out from the painful forehead of the strong dog monster. He quickly wrapped the puppy with a wave of monster power, threw it on the ground, and bent over with his palms in his arms.

He even bit off a piece of meat from the elite Tengu tribe in the real fairyland!

The strong dog demon gritted his teeth and cursed: "I'm your second uncle! You bastard!"

"Wow... woo..."

The puppy pulled its head together in the ball of light condensed by the monster power, and seemed a little embarrassed.

At this moment, a pleasant cry came from the side.

"This puppy is so cute."

The strong dog demon hurriedly turned around to look, his palm was dripping with blood, but he was inexplicably excited, "Ex, senior!"

At this time, Yang Jian smiled like a spring breeze, looked at the puppy without blinking, and said, "Dare to ask, is it... for sale?"

"Eh?" The strong dog monster froze in place for a moment.